Round The Old Jukebox In The Candy Store

Brian pointed out the day before yesterday that when putting together an end of year list it is always the case that you’ll miss or forget something. I agreed. The other situation is buying a record after posting the end of year list that then becomes a clear contender for said list (I spent some Christmas money in Piccadilly Records two days ago on just such an album, which I imagine I’ll come back here to in a few days time). The record I forgot about was Moon Duo’s 12″ single from January, a pair of covers that I should have put in my list. The first was their version of Alan Vega’s 1981 single Jukebox Babe, a two chord homage/motorik groove…

Jukebox Babe

Vega’s original is New York rockabilly at the turn of the 80s, brittle and wired…

Jukebox Babe

The other side of the Moon Duo 12″ was a slowed down cover of No Fun. Today is New Year’s Eve and I shall be back later if I find the time get something else written for the end of 2018. See you tonight.

Jukebox Babe

My love of San Francisco drone hippy-punks Moon Duo is well documented. They have a new 12″ out today, a pair of covers. One of them is a version of No Fun by The Stooges that they worked up when appearing on 6 Music for Iggy’s 70th birthday (and it gives me an excuse to use this picture of Iggy a friend shared on social media recently). The other is a cover of Alan Vega’s 1981 single Jukebox Babe, an exercise in repetition and reverb that will take some beating. Both were recorded/produced by Sonic Boom, who knows a thing or two about repetition.

Home Again

I got back last night, home again after a week away with sixty nine 15-18 year olds, who due to their teenage nature got into one or two scrapes in The Netherlands, Belgium and France but who all had I think a fantastic time. For many of them seeing the battlefields and cemeteries of the Ypres Salient and The Somme was a pretty profound and interesting experience. The weather was amazing. I believe you’ve had some sun in Blighty too. The temperature gauge on the pharmacy in Poperinge read 36 degrees on Tuesday. Very very hot.

I was saddened to hear of the death of Suicide’s Alan Vega. Suicide were a genuinely groundbreaking punk synth duo who fried the heads of punks in the UK when they supported The Clash. This is as good as anything they did- and as good as anything most other people do too.

Keep Your Dreams